I've been thinking lots about blogging lately. But what to blog about? Winter break is here, and I haven't seen law school folk for some time (thank god). It's funny the way people in my law school life wax and wane in and out of favor. There are a few people I'm keeping in touch with via gchat and e-mail, and then others who I used to chat with multiple times a day, in person or over the internets, and right now they are the last people I want to hear from. Anyway, I've been thinking a lot about blogging - about how I could blog about that importance and lack thereof of people one meets in law school. I mean, in a certain sense, we are all creeps. It gives me the chills just to think I share any personality traits with these people - yuck. But it must be true. I wonder if they had a blog, if it would look similar to mine? Whining about me and other classmates? Crying about poor grades and lack of a job? The smart ones - they aren't blogging at all. They are too busy with their top law firm wine and cheese mixers or playing World of Warcraft, or something, whilst I'm addicted to solitaire and pyramids, blogging about nothing just to avoid getting things done. Sorry 'bout that, folks.

Anyway, I searched for my favorite poem today. It's one I have fond memories of my alcoholic mother reading to me when I was little. I thought the way she read it was really entertaining, the funny facial expressions she associated with each line of prose. Now I know she was two shits to the wind (or is it sheets? hmmm) and about to pass out. Being in such a mental state is helpful to a dramatic reading of a poem. I can't dramatically read anything - I'm far too self conscious. Knowing alcohol helped my mom along, though, that makes me feel better about my inability.

But anyway, here is the poem. Enjoy!

Eletelephony

by Laura Richards

Once there was an elephant,Who tried to use the telephant-No! No! I mean an elephoneWho tried to use the telephone-(Dear me! I am not certain quiteThat even now I've got it right.)

Howe'er it was, he got his trunkEntangled in the telephunk;The more he tried to get it free,The louder buzzed the telephee-(I fear I'd better drop the songOf elephop and telephong!)

The missing element from that equation is a photographic memory. Of which, I do not have. But of all the students I have polled who are in the top 5% - they all claim to have a photographic memory. Maybe they do not actually have photographic memories; perhaps their claim is only a sign of their inflated egos and over-confidence, and thus their belief that they possess everything. Who knows.

I am stressing over here. I'm working very hard, but I don't think this should pan out for me. I desperately need to climb myself into the top 3rd of the class, and it is so within my reach, I just worry I won't be able to pull it off.

I am thisclose to being done with finals, but I still have to complete my comment for the journal. Not really looking forward to that. Thus, when I'm done, I'm not really done.

My lack of motivation last time is being made up for. I've been getting up when it is still dark outside, and putting in a solid 12-14 hours of studying per day if not more.

After my last post, I had the quintessential come-to-jesus moment in which I realized I'm paying heck of a lot of money to not care. Hence the forcing myself up when my eyes are still glued shut. Painful, yes, but also necessary.

As a bonus, I have one little tidbit of advice that has been invaluable to me in outlining: write your outlines in IRAC form or some way where it walks through the concept's analysis. Putting a bunch of cases and rules isn't going to help you as much as you would think - if you have to spend a lot of time thinking about how to organize your answer, that's time wasted.

Well, ladies and gentlemen, looks like people really are reacting to the recession. I don't know if anyone else is an ABA Journal subscriber, you may have seen this today. The short of it is that the number of LSAT takers is up 20% from last year, and maybe, just maybe, not all of these people taking the exam should go to law school (shocker).

I'm glad there is already a shortage of jobs for current law school grads, and still people are turning to law school to fight for positions amongst even more people and stiffer competition. And, of course, the schools will increase admission because they all need the tuition dollars. Le sigh.

About Me

I'm jumping on the bandwagon to blog about my experiences during law school, and I don't anticipate I will ever write anything inspiring or even good, I do anticipate drama. So please, read all about my moody musings of life, love, and law school.